Halfway home
And ready to turn around
But I can't turn around my dream
(five days a week
I go to sleep at dawn,
And feel alone although you're warm.)
Halfway home
And ready to drag it out
Because this slowing down
Suits me.
(oh what way did I take to come to this place?
Oh what way did I take to get here?)
Halfway home
And ready to turn around
But I can't turn around my dreams
(five days a week,
I drive you home from work
And see the way
Your face is marked with fatigue.
Fatigue suits me.)
I can't turn around and this slowing down suits me
And I'm feeling neglected anyway.
It's the reason I'm leaving you.
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